You can't afford to hurt a man wearing an anti-theft badge

"Don't be impatient, everyone, it's not the time to do interior decoration," Saturday raised his hands, signaling to everyone not to make noise, "Stone chamber carvings alone can't withstand strong winds, so we still need to activate the magic circle now, we need Everyone's help."

"Huh? Can't resist the strong wind?" Li Er was surprised.

Zhang San patted Li Er: "Listen to Brother Six."

Sun Wu also became anxious: "Sixth brother, how can we help? Just tell me."

Said on Saturday: "The five of us occupy one side each, put the spirit stone at the position where the magic circle is activated at the same time, and then stimulate the spiritual power at the same time, the magic circle will form a geometric light network, which can connect the inside and outside of the wind-fixing stone. Separate it, so that the strong wind will not be able to interfere with our cultivation."

In fact, the principle is similar to that of Mui Huan Pavilion. The walls are covered with special materials to form a closed space, and then spiritual stones are placed at specific positions to activate the magic circle.In the enclosed space, the effect of the magic circle can be strengthened, or the cultivation level can be improved, or the spell can be enhanced, or the defense can be strengthened.

"Now, bring in that big spirit stone." Saturday gave Feng Zixuan a look.

Feng Zixuan felt like a small worker being ordered by the foreman, but he liked Saturday's way of commanding people.

When the huge green spirit stone was brought in by Feng Zixuan, five fist-sized spirit stones were cut out according to Saturday's instructions, held by five people, and stood in five positions at the same time, Put the spirit stone in the groove of the ground or the wall, and use the spirit power together to activate the magic circle.

The green light shoots into the air, weaving into a network of light, and the complex shape of the magic circle is formed in the refraction and collision of the green light, which happens to be a composite magic circle with external isolation and internal strengthening.

The scary wind sound outside seems to be separated by a layer of soundproof glass. If you don't listen carefully, you can hardly hear it. But away from the room where the whining wind sounds, it becomes quiet and stable, which is reassuring.

"The magic circle has been activated successfully." Saturday laughed.

"Brother Six is ​​amazing!"

"Brother Six is ​​great!"

"Brother Six has two brushes!"

The other three rushed up to make out with Saturday, shoulder to shoulder, but Feng Zixuan took the first step, grabbed Saturday's arm, and dragged him out involuntarily.

"I have something to tell you." Feng Zixuan pre-empted Saturday's refusal.

Saturday raised his eyebrows: "You said."

"Do you want to live in a dormitory that much?" Feng Zixuan asked, "Zhang San snores a lot, Li Er is a little hard of hearing, and Sun Wu is a sleepy god who can fall asleep when he touches a pillow."

"It's enough to put a small soundproof circle." Saturday didn't think it was a problem.

"The magic circle, that consumes spirit stones. Spirit stones are very important to our cultivation and cannot be wasted casually," Feng Zixuan said solemnly, "Also, do you know how long we will be in retreat? It was still 800 years ago, maybe it will be another 800 years when we go out next time, 800 years of retreat, relying on such a spiritual stone, do you think we have the conditions to waste it?"

On Saturday, he found out that he hadn't seen him for many days, and Feng Zixuan's ability to find reasons became stronger and stronger.

"Isn't your wood spirit root able to produce very elastic vines?" Saturday touched his chin, "Just make two cork earplugs."

Feng Zixuan: "..."

Why, why did Ah Liu, a follower who had always been a fool, suddenly become so smart!

"I think, as a subordinate, it's better not to get too close to the leader." Saturday decided to give Feng Zixuan a step down.

Feng Zixuan choked.

Thinking about it on Saturday, fortunately Feng Zixuan's cultural knowledge is not very good, otherwise he would cite the example of Liu Guanzhang always sleeping together, and Saturday would have to think of something else to say.

Feng Zixuan, who is "not very good at cultural knowledge," coughed dryly: "Let's arrange the room first, and we can discuss where to sleep. At worst, let Zhang San have a room alone, so that no one will be affected."

After some tidying up by Feng Zixuan, the originally cold stone bed was covered with a layer of hay, which looked quite comfortable. Sun Wu worked hard all day and was too sleepy, so he picked up a bed to sleep first. Li Er and Zhang San also has the posture of resting early.

I also plan to go to bed early and get up early on Saturday, and get up early the next day to borrow a mobile phone.

Feng Zixuan asked him mysteriously, "Do you want to go to another room?"

Saturday frowned, and was about to decline, when Feng Zixuan stretched out his hand and dragged him over again.

But I saw that the big stone bed in Feng Zixuan's room was not only covered with hay, but also had cotton wool on it, and above that, there was a "sheet" covered by huge lotus petals, which looked much more comfortable than the hay in the next room.

"How?" Feng Zixuan looked at Saturday with a smile, "Think about it again?"

Sad on Saturday: "Is this how you treat your subordinates who were born and died for you?"

"Huh?" Feng Zixuan was taken aback.

"They sleep on hay, you sleep on petals!" scolded Saturday.

In the end, it turned out that everyone had changed to flower petal mattresses. As a result, Feng Zixuan's big bed lost its advantage.

"Not much to say, I'm very sleepy." Said Saturday, you know, he inexplicably passed back from the real world to the world of anti-theft badges, he was exhausted physically and mentally.

Saturday turned around, left Feng Zixuan's room, and walked to the next door.

Feng Zixuan looked at the familiar figure in the dim light, and called out in a strange way: "A Liu..."

Looking back on Saturday: "Why?"

Feng Zixuan's eyes lit up suddenly, but at the next moment, he thought that "A Liu" and "A Liu" had similar pronunciations, and it was easy to be misleading, and his complexion darkened again.

"It's nothing, by the way, haven't you always been curious about Zhuo Liu?" Feng Zixuan put his hands in his pockets, arched his upper body slightly, leaned his shoulders on the door frame, and looked at Zhou through a dimly lit alleyway. Six said.

At this time, the strong wind stopped temporarily, and the vast starry sky that was blown away without a trace of cloud was on the top of the roadway. The moon in the mid-heaven was extraordinarily bright, dimming the surrounding stars, and the bright moonlight was like hoarfrost. At the bottom of the alleyway, evenly sprinkled on the foreheads and shoulders of the two people standing opposite each other.

For some reason, Feng Zixuan felt extremely depressed, if he didn't tell Saturday, he would explode.

Saturday hesitated for a while, but did not immediately refuse.

Feng Zixuan sighed: "I miss him very much, and I don't think about him until I'm busy. I'm not afraid of your jokes. I just wanted to find something to do for myself. That's why I established the wind door. There are people who need protection. , I don’t have so much free time to reminisce about the past.”

Thinking of Feng Zixuan's shout in his dream on Saturday, he knew that Feng Zixuan was speaking from his heart at this moment.

It takes courage and opportunity to speak your mind.

In daily life, there are thousands of sentences, going around in circles, saying insincerely, often saying a lot, and the speaker and the listener don't know what is meant.

However, when a person starts to say something in his heart, other words will give way.

Listening quietly on Saturday, listening to Feng Zixuan talking about when they first entered Xiuzhen Academy, listening to Feng Zixuan talking about the placement test, talking about the troubles made by Dean Hong Shen, talking about building the Huan Pavilion together, talking about cultivation, and talking about customs. , Said to defeat the sky... The past is vivid in my mind, like a series of vivid images, flowing in the air.

Meanwhile, the real world.

The incandescent lamps in the hospital corridors illuminate every corner, without any romance, everything is cruelly real.

Chen Ke was sitting on a bench in the corridor with IBM's black brick notebook on his lap.

He tapped a few keys, and the familiar light green background of JJ appeared on the screen, with clear lines of writing, clearly remembering what happened on Saturday during the half-day.

Finally, at midnight, Feng Zixuan called to stop Saturday.

"Aliu..."

Chen Ke never felt that out of context suspense was such an abominable thing.

In the past, he just mechanically and proficiently operated the program of "creating suspense chapters". Every author who is new to the book knows this. a suspense.

However, whether there is an earth-shattering event at the beginning of the next chapter, and whether the protagonist has had a hard fuck, you still have to wait 24 hours to know.

Chen Ke couldn't wait.

His patience has always been very good. As a god-level author who is good at setting traps and advancing layer by layer, Chen Ke's patience is much better than ordinary people.

But coming back and going on Saturday, this incident, used up his patience.

Chen Ke wants to do it.

Hands are not just moving casually, you have to use your brain before doing it.

How to give Feng Zixuan a fatal blow?How to kill this damn thing once and for all?

Obviously, it is useless to write an article about a meteorite hitting the earth or a nine-day thunder calamity splitting Feng Zixuan into coke. ——Chen Ke has done this several times. There is a folder in his computer called "The Way of Feng Zixuan's Death", which contains about 30 documents of various lengths.

Be strategic.Chen Ke narrowed his eyes.

Now the anti-theft chapter is still in the stage of Fengling illusion, and there are still 100 years before Feng Zixuan's "Being Strong without Desires", Chen Ke can't wait for Feng Zixuan to lose everything and become a god of loneliness, he wants to get rid of him immediately, immediately.

Chen Ke called up a file, which contained daily public opinion reports.

He pulled out the public opinion reports of the last three days and observed them carefully.

The reason for doing this is because, after waking up on Saturday, I once said to him: "I heard your voice over there...it's not the usual narrative text of the anti-theft chapter...but, with emotions, you are calling me .”

Chen Ke was indeed calling Saturday. That night, when he passed by the master bedroom, he happened to see fluctuations in the EEG monitor. Surprised, he rushed in and called Saturday's name in his ear.

Chen Ke's call was useful, and he found that every time he called, there would be obvious fluctuations on the instrument display.

He not only called Saturday's name, but repeatedly called him back.He was so excited that he even knelt under the bed unconsciously.

Just like a dream come true, those long eyelashes trembled and slowly lifted up. Although the light was too dazzling, they were closed again immediately, but Chen Ke had already caught this slight movement, and he was ecstatic Grabbed Saturday's hand tightly.

……

The more joyful the dream, the more lost it is when you wake up.

Chen Ke raised his head and stared at the table, his brows were slightly frowned—the benefit of being lost is that it can restore rationality.

If he heard his voice before waking up on Saturday, or in the form of a narration, and suddenly appeared in Saturday's ear, then, can it be considered that his voice has also passed through the anti-theft chapter?

If the sound can pass through the anti-theft seal, what about the body?

And what contributed to his voice being included in the anti-theft badge?Was there any special condition triggered around waking up on Saturday?

If the time in the anti-theft chapter, move forward, or stand still, it is up to the comments to decide.

If you stay and leave from the anti-theft chapter on Saturday, it is also decided by the comments.

Is it possible for Chen Ke to enter the anti-theft chapter through comments?

After comparing the changes in public opinion in the past three days, Chen Ke discovered a very abnormal phenomenon.

Logically speaking, under normal circumstances, that value can only increase, not decrease.

There must be a demon in the abnormal place, Chen Ke fell into deep thought.

If...he tries again and meets the "reduction" condition again, can he still send his voice and even his body into the world of anti-theft chapters?

This kind of speculation is too absurd, but it is the result of rational deduction.

Chen Ke clicked into the backstage, slightly trembling with excitement for the absurd experiment he was about to conduct.

"Maybe you think it's absurd," Feng Zixuan sat on the stone bed in the world of anti-theft chapters. When you were in the formation, and when you directed me to build this stone chamber, I always had a...familiar feeling."

On Saturday, he felt that it would be dangerous to continue talking about this topic. He was not ready to reveal his identity yet.

[Time passes by 1 minute.

???

On Saturday, I suddenly heard Chen Ke's voice, and it was still in a declarative tone.

narration?But the narrator will not say such inexplicable words, the protagonist is just confiding his heart, what's the matter with "one minute has passed"?

"...do you understand?" Feng Zixuan looked at Saturday.

Saturday was taken aback, he didn't hear what Feng Zixuan said in that minute.

"What happened just now?" Feng Zixuan was puzzled.

"I'm distracted." Saturday rubbed his temples, "Maybe I'm too sleepy, sorry."

"...It's okay, it's annoying to hear me tell so many old things that have nothing to do with you." Feng Zixuan gave his subordinate a rare thoughtfulness, "Go back to sleep, if you think Zhang San is too noisy, It’s okay to come over again.”

"Well, good night." Saturday just took advantage of the situation to leave.

Go back to the "collective dormitory" where the snoring keeps coming and going.

On Saturday, Li Er was found sitting at the table, flipping through the atlas of the magic circle brought by Feng Zixuan. It seemed that he was very interested in it.

Saturday walked over to see where he had read, Li Eryi looked up and found that Saturday came back, and immediately pulled him to ask about the rules of making magic circles.

"Ah, so that's the case, no wonder I can't understand here." Li Er suddenly understood after Saturday's guidance.

"By the way," he saw Li's second-hand mobile phone on Saturday, and whenever he saw the mobile phone, his heart would twitch, "Can you lend me the mobile phone?"

"Okay, take it." Li Er handed it to Saturday and yawned, "The signal here is not very good, and the network speed is very slow. I think we should build a magic circle to strengthen WIFI."

"That's a good idea." Saturday laughed.

"I'm going to sleep first." Li Er hung his head and climbed onto the petal bed sleepily.

On Saturday, I took Li Er's cell phone, went to the light, and turned on Penguin.

He couldn't confirm whether he had auditory hallucinations just now, so he had to contact Chen Ke.

Who knows, the phone has just boarded.

[One hour has passed.

I almost dropped my phone on Saturday, and Chen Ke's voice appeared again!

And, still, a nonsensical statement.

Instinctively looked around on Saturday, but didn't find anything unusual. In the room, there was still the sound of snoring.

He lowered his head, looked at the time on the upper right corner of the phone, and was surprised to find that it was 01:30 in the morning just now, and now it was 02:30 in the morning!

Time really passed an hour!

Saturday couldn't help but took two steps forward, and asked in a low voice, "Chen Ke, is that you?"

Outside the door is the bright moonlight like hoarfrost, and there is silence and no one answers.

I stood there for a while on Saturday, turned on Penguin, and looked at Chen Ke's offline status.

He felt that Chen Ke should be experimenting with something, and it succeeded.

But Chen Ke didn't discuss it with him. After the experiment, he didn't go online to tell him. Chen Ke didn't reply to the explanation he sent to Chen Ke before.

Is... have you lost your patience?

It was the first time on Saturday that he didn't dare to read the content of the anti-theft chapter. He was with Feng Zixuan, and everything they did and said would be presented to Chen Ke exactly.

Lowering his eyes on Saturday, he stared intently at Chen Ke's dark head.

He sent another message to Chen Ke: I don't know why I got into the anti-theft badge again, but subjectively, I absolutely have no such wish.

Yes, even if he pitied Feng Zixuan and lost everything in the end, he would not really give up reality for Feng Zixuan, and give up Chen Ke who was always by his side, supported him, and helped him.

But, maybe, he didn't show enough judgment. Thinking back to what he said to Chen Ke after he returned to the real world, it is very likely that Chen Ke mistakenly thought that he liked Feng Zixuan, so he had to go back to the anti-theft chapter. inside.

"Do you like Feng Zixuan?"

At that time, Chen Ke asked him while swiping his mobile phone, as if he didn't care about the answer to this question.

He also responded casually with how he really felt: "It was a bit hard to leave him."

But that's not the love for a person, it's just a friend who appreciates, it will be uncomfortable to leave a friend, right?

However, going forward, Saturday did indeed tell Chen Ke heartlessly that Feng Zixuan was his ideal type.At that time, Feng Zixuan had just rescued him from the front of the truck. He was handsome, reliable, and caring. His first impression on Saturday was indeed very, very good.

However, after getting in touch with him on Saturday, I discovered that Feng Zixuan actually has a low self-esteem, and is sometimes immature and impulsive. He is not the type of personality that he would be tempted by. Therefore, when the influence of hormones passes, Saturday is simply Treat Feng Zixuan as a friend, no, more like a younger brother?

Sometimes he would lose his temper suddenly, and when his self-esteem was damaged, he would turn into a thorn in the head, whoever he caught and stabbed, and he blamed all the unsatisfactory things on him not being strong enough... It's quite naive, but, seeing these Saturdays clearly, Not only did she not hate him, but she also felt sorry for him.

Of course, Saturday would also be angry when he was kicked by Feng Zixuan's little donkey, just like when he and Tianjun suddenly fought in the martial arts arena, and no one would listen to persuasion, Saturday was really angry at that time.

But he also didn't want to see Feng Zixuan's lonely expression when he stood on the Dingfeng Stone and looked into the distance.

These thoughts can't be explained clearly by a few words, and Chen Ke who only heard a few words, naturally misunderstood.

Chen Ke must have thought that he didn't want to leave the world of anti-theft badges.

"Feng Zixuan is a perfect person," Chen Ke said at the time. "In the plot line, he is the hero of Shuangwen, but in the relationship line, he is a perfect lover."

Hearing this on Saturday, he actually disagreed. He felt that Feng Zixuan was not perfect, but only stood out in some aspects. It is said that he portrayed a perfect lover, so be it a perfect lover.

There was no argument on Saturday. Could it be that his tacit behavior caused Chen Ke to misunderstand?

"Hey, I really didn't mean to steal your protagonist..."

Leaning against the wall on Saturday, looking at the phone, the head of Chen Kehei Bu Liuqiu over there seems to be a stubborn guy who left him a head representing rejection, no matter how much he knocked, it was useless.

Rubbing his forehead on Saturday, he left another message to Chen Ke, asking if he was conducting some experiments.

Naturally, there was still no answer.

Tired on Saturday, his eyelids drooping heavily, he cleared his history and was ready for bed.

[Feng Zixuan must die.

Chen Ke's voice sounded for the third time, but it was more indifferent, cruel and superior than any other time.

Saturday raised his head abruptly, hitting the back of his head against the stone wall: "Um..."

At this moment, he had no sleep at all, and was completely shaken by Chen Ke's curse-like statement.

Is Chen Ke crazy?Why did you say such words suddenly? ?

He has always loved the protagonist the most, and for the sake of the protagonist, he can end up banning the fan base, but this time, he said "Feng Zixuan must die" for no reason?

On Saturday, I always felt that there must be something wrong in my logical deduction, so that the deduction result was completely different from the reality.

But now, the most important thing is not what experiments Chen Ke is doing, but the safety of Feng Zixuan!

Immediately put down the phone on Saturday, rushed out of the stone room, and stepped into the opposite door.

In the twilight, the strong back muscles swelled up due to the movement of undressing. The part above the neck was covered with the jacket that had not been taken off. The broad shoulders were turned around, revealing the well-defined chest and abdomen muscles in the front. Thin and narrow, wearing a pair of green boxers loosely.

"Who?" Feng Zixuan's muffled voice came from his jacket.

Saturday immediately looked away: "Wrong door."

Feng Zixuan looked so healthy that he didn't look like he was going to die - planning to retreat on Saturday.

Feng Zixuan yanked his shirt off completely and grabbed it in his hand. He turned his head and saw a tall and tall young man in front of the door. The moonlight fell on his soft hair, depicting the shape of his straight shoulders, and then came He held onto the slender left hand of the door frame, reflecting the already fair and delicate skin as translucent as jade.

"What are you doing?" Feng Zixuan felt a little dry.

"Sleepwalking." Saturday babbled nonsense, turned and ran away.

In a blink of an eye, that familiar figure disappeared.

Only the empty door frame and the moonlight were left.

"Sleepwalking..." Feng Zixuan said to himself, "Did I also sleepwalk?"

real world.

The nurse on duty walked out of the VIP ward, closed the door carefully, and turned around to see that the patient's family member was still sitting there.

There was a computer on his lap, and because he was too focused on the things on the computer, his body leaned forward slightly. Even so, he still maintained a good habitual sitting posture, with his back straight.

The nurse on duty was amused by his upright posture.

"Patient 314's family," the nurse walked over, "it's so late, why haven't you gone back? The patient's condition is very stable now, and he doesn't need to accompany him to the bed. Come back tomorrow morning to get the re-examination report."

Chen Ke rubbed his forehead, raised his head, with a tired look on his face: "Thank you, I see."

"Get off the elevator together?" The nurse knew that most people would not dare to go alone in the hospital late at night.

"No need, I still have some things to deal with." Chen Ke said politely.

The nurse turned the key in her hand and said, "Okay, don't go back too late, this disease needs long-term care, don't be exhausted all at once."

"Thank you." Chen Ke turned his gaze to the computer again.

The nurse shrugged and turned to leave.

"10 minutes." Chen Ke glanced at the time and muttered to himself, "I've been in for 10 minutes, it's such a waste..."

He boarded the penguin and sent a message to the chatter, asking him to reorganize the data of several projects and send it to him as soon as possible.

Then, after hesitating for a moment, he clicked on the profile picture of the blue sky and white clouds.

Saturday first explained that he was not willing to come in subjectively, and that he kept the account to pay back some of his expenses.Then he said that he was not interested in Feng Zixuan—"It's not what you think", some pale explanations.Finally, Saturday asked him if he was doing some experiments.

Skyscraper: I heard you talking, it was still very scary, you said that Feng Zixuan must die.

Skyscraper: ...Is it because of me?

Chen Ke's hand speed is as fast as a shadowless hand no matter the phone or the keyboard, but it is useless at this moment. He raised his fingers, but he couldn't form a reply.

"Drip" - the battery is exhausted and the computer shuts down.